Niki didn't know what to do. It was fine when she was reasoning with everyone, but for some reason, every time she tried to calm everyone down, a few people would angrily shout out.

The situation was still chaotic, and someone rushed up in confusion, trying to drag Susie out.

They didn't know who Kellen was and were beaten back before they even got close.

Finally, the police officer responsible for maintaining public order arrived, and everyone immediately pointed at Kellen and Susie, "These two destroyed our valuable belongings and even beat people!"

"These few people deliberately came to cause trouble. They must be undercover agents sent by the organizers of the toy exhibition!"

The police officer was about to speak, but the leader noticed Kellen.

"..."

Well, you guys are telling me that someone sent the God of War here as an undercover agent?

If you're talking about Kellen, everyone in this square of several hundred people could be an undercover agent except him.

This was... childish and funny.

"What's going on?" The police officer looked around, not daring to approach Kellen directly and instead caught Martin, who seemed relatively easy to talk to.

Martin's face was cold as he said, "This place is a Golden King Temple. I think there's no need for me to explain what that is, but someone deliberately held an event here."

Kellen's tone was cool as he said, "Our ancestors guarded this land and shed blood here, and yet you're here wearing traditional Japanese clothing."

He looked at Wade. "What kind of crime is this?"

Wade loudly said, as if he were reciting a textbook, "Insulting the martyrs also constitutes a crime of insult! The serious cases are sentenced to less than three years in prison!"

Kellen curved his lips, his smile devoid of any warmth. "See, even a child knows this, but you guys don't."

The people who were clamoring became speechless.

Someone laughed.

"Is everything alright? We just wore the clothes we like and gathered with friends, and yet we're being accused like this?"

Wade repeated what Martin had said. "There's nothing wrong with liking it! But there's also a time and place for everything! It's just not right to wear these clothes in front of the heroes' martyrs' temple!"

A girl rolled her eyes. "Oh, yes, yes, you guys are right. Can we just move on? I'm really fed up."

Everyone was talking at once, fiercely advocating for their preferences. They believed this was actively fighting for their normal rights, so why couldn't they do what they wanted?

The police officer coldly shouted, "Everyone, quiet down!"

The noisy crowd suddenly quieted down. The leader of the group frowned and asked, "Who is the organizer of this event? Who approved it? Can this kind of activity be held here?"

Upon hearing this, the crowd began to argue again.

They couldn't understand why the event couldn't be held here.

After all, it had been many years, and this was also the people's square. Since it was approved, it must be allowed.

They talked a lot, gave examples and recited laws they didn't fully understand, making the police officers laugh in frustration.

The officers felt they were dealing with a group of unreasonable children, but they had to explain things.

However, the crowd's attitude was "I won't listen. Why can't we do it?" In the end, the police officers directly arrested several people, and those who shouted the loudest and tried to run away were caught.

The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became tense, and someone took out their phone to film and shouted, "Look, everyone! The police are beating people! This brat just broke a 1.5-million-dollar figure!

They don't arrest those who cause trouble but instead arrest innocent people!"

Kellen frowned, feeling annoyed at the inefficiency of the situation.

He stomped on some broken pieces of porcelain, making a loud noise that silenced those who thought they were right just because they were holding a phone, speaking nonsense, or trying to run away.

At the same time, a gunshot was heard as a warning. Several screams were heard, and the people were so scared that they crouched down with their heads in their hands. Finally, everything became quiet.

Kellen took out his phone, looking terrifyingly cold, and sent a message, "Find out who is behind this event and arrest them."

In the silence, Susie's voice suddenly rang out, "Didn't we just ask you not to wear your favorite clothes in front of the Town God? This is not an exhibition, it's a ritual."

She pointed to the altar and said, "These three are real shrines, and the broken dolls contain a mix of human ashes. They are the offerings for this ceremony."

"Some bad people wanted to ruin our happiness, so they did this in front of the Town God. It's a disgrace to the Town God! Why didn't you notice it at all?"

Everyone looked at each other in confusion.

"What's going on?" A girl explained weakly, "This isn't a ritual, you've misunderstood. It's just a scene from an animation..."

Susie shook her head.

"No, look."

Following her pointing finger, everyone saw the sky covered by dark clouds, with the wind howling.

In the broken shrine, the candles flickered strangely. A fallen doll slowly stood up, but as soon as it sensed everyone's gaze, it immediately fell back down. The crowded square was now filled with unease.

"I must be mistaken, right?"

"How did the doll stand up on its own?"

"Someone must be pulling a string in secret..."

No one answered. The wind grew stronger, and a burst of sharp laughter echoed around the square, but nothing could be heard upon listening carefully! Someone started to feel scared.

Behind the altar, several people were secretly observing everything, frowning at the sky. One whispered, "Today is the first sacrifice; it must not be interrupted!"

The other two nodded and quickly walked to the sides of the Golden King Temple. There were spirit nails buried on both sides.

They intentionally damaged the tiles on the square a year ago and sneaked into the construction team during the reconstruction to place the spirit nails in advance.

A single spirit nail was as thick as an arm, and as long as it was still there, the ceremony could continue, even if interrupted.

Susie suddenly felt something was wrong, and Mitch hurried over to check. A worried voice came from a distance, "Susie, come over quickly!"

Susie broke free from Kellen and hurried over. Mitch's voice was urgent, "There are spirit nails here! These people are too cunning! We need to pull them out immediately!"

Just as Susie was about to act, Mitch suddenly said, "Wait, there's another one on the other side!" He looked up at the sky.

The Golden King Temple seemed covered by a black semicircular glass, with one side facing the spirit nail on this side and the other facing another directly opposite.

"We have to pull them out at the same time!"

Kellen followed Susie over and asked, "What's going on?"

Susie quickly explained what Mitch had said. She looked around, grabbed a stone, and smashed a tile with all her strength, revealing a red spirit nail.

Kellen immediately went to the other side, tapped it, and found that the tile underneath was hollow and made a hollow echo. He smashed the tile with his foot, revealing a bright red nail.

Susie grabbed the nail. "Dad, we need to pull them out at the same time!"

Kellen nodded. He grabbed the spirit nail, but to his surprise, even though he used all his strength, the spirit nail didn't move a bit!

Mitch floated beside him, whispering, "The mortal body cannot move it."

Kellen was using all his strength when suddenly a low voice sounded in his ear, making his heart skip a beat. He turned to see a white-robed, pale-faced man next to him.

Kellen remained silent.